Happily Poor

"I'm not wrong, money is just a worldly possession. You should leave the matter of making money to men and just focus on studying," Chen Mu chased after Chen Yifei and nagged. He was actually worried Chen Yifei would become a gold digger. 

In society, men who worshipped money were cold hustlers who were on the grind. On the other hand, women who loved money were unfortunately called gold diggers. 

Differences between men and women would always exist. That was because men found it harder to make money from selling their flesh. Hence, there were very few of them who did so. A woman, on the other hand, only had to change her way of thinking and things would become very dangerous. They faced temptation too easily. 

It was also an argument for a rich man to take care of a girl. That is to say, women afraid to suffer too much hardship would sell their principles for money. 

"What are you thinking of. Don't think I don't know. Even if I wanted to make money, I'd do so properly. You had better get your mind out of the gutter." Chen Yifei hit Chen Mu on the head. 

Chen Mu was a lot more relieved when he heard that. He hurriedly retaliated, "What gutter could my mind be in. I just think that money is not all that important. If you don't believe me, I'll sing you a song. Play the background music in your head, it's 'Happily Poor'." 

"What song have I not heard before?" Chen Yifei asked. She was a music enthusiast. Her mother had developed her artistic talents in the past. It turned out that she was naturally good at music, and she learned musical instruments faster than most people. Ever since elementary school, she would always come in first in singing competitions. In middle school, she became the champion in the district. Chen Mu definitely could not compare to the songs she had listened to. 

"I wrote it myself. 'Happily Poor, Jack Ma's version'. Just listen." Chen Mu cleared his throat and began to sway his head. 

"Little little Ali, only has two trillion. Eating radishes and porridge each day, he bought a few planes and horrendous results began to haunt him. Hee hee ha ha we're happily poor. 

"I am Jack Ma from Hangzhou, I used to be an English teacher. Every day A B C D E, teaching children how to learn. Why is the answer to this question, B? let's analyze and see. 

"I had nothing to do so I started up Ali. Business on the web, I hoped my life would become a bit more jolly. What I wasn't expecting was that if I gave it my all, I would become richer each day by one hundred million yuan more. 

"I originally wanted to keep teaching, but I never thought I'd be a rich man. Since I am rich now, I guess I just have to look the part. I don't even love cash, and I'm not obsessed with money. 

"When I started off, I had only one small goal. Richard Liu does not look at appearances and does not know how to do sales. However, his posture's quality is very high, no wonder he is a top grade billionaire. 

"Originally November 11th, that was when lovers usually broke up. However when Ali joined the party, it became the season in which gifts were bought. 

"You chop your hand because you have no self-control, well that has nothing to do with me. Three meals a day and a bed at night, why do you need so much money to live life. Instead, sing loudly with me. 

"Little little Ali, only has two trillion. He has no money to hire a cleaning lady. Horrendous results, he bought a few planes, hee hee ha ha we're happily poor."1

Chen Yifei was very amused, the way Chen Mu had changed the lyrics was too funny. Her laugh was like high literature that made flowers bloom in March. 

"How's that, are you happy now? The most important thing in life is to be happy, whether you have money or not is not important," Chen Mu hurriedly added when he saw Chen Yifei laughing. 

"If I were as poor as Jack Ma, I'd be happy too." Chen Yifei rolled her eyes, she still did not agree with Chen Mu's reasoning. 

"Then you have to be as determined as Jack Ma. He had to take the National College Entrance Examination thrice. A man who went through his senior year thrice, what kind of determination did he have. Furthermore, the more challenges he faced, the more do or die he became. A person with such kind of character and determination, as long as they got a chance, they would naturally be able to achieve a lot," Chen Mu said encouragingly. 

"That man isn't here, why are you kissing his *ss?" Chen Yifei said. 

"I always wanted to become a programmer, and Mr Ma pays well. If I learn how to kiss *ss a little now, in the future, I can get promoted and get a raise. I can become the CEO and marry a rich, pretty girl," Chen Mu said. 

"Wanted? How about now?" Chen Yifei asked. 

"Now I have defected to Little Brother Ma2, Penguin3 has a higher market value," Chen Mu said. 

"Hey, I don't have an opportunistic brother like you." Chen Yifei huffed and skipped up the stairs. 

Chen Mu was aware that when this little girl skipped up a flight of stairs, it meant that she was very happy. Chen Mu defecting to Brother Little Ma was not wrong. 

In any case, League of Legends was owned by the American company Riot Games. However, Riot Games was owned by Penguin. In the future, if he really wanted to make a career, he should go with Brother Little Ma. 

Chen Mu went upstairs and quickly grabbed a change of clothes before rushing into the bathroom. 

When Chen Yifei arrived, Chen Mu was already humming away. 

"Open up! If you have the ability to snatch the bathroom, you should be able to open the door." Chen Yifei was angry. Chen Mu always got there first, and he had no concept of giving way. 

Chen Mu ignored her. Girls easily took at least half an hour to shower. He did not have the time to wait, he still had to train. 

That night's training was focused on champion mechanics. Chen Mu was considered a superhuman when it came to damage calculation. However, for one to reach their maximum damage output, they required frightening speed and precise mechanical skills. 

For example, if one knew of a skill combination that could oneshot people but lacked in speed when it came to executing it and ended up missing a skill. There was a chance they would get crowd controlled the next instant and be killed, such an incident would be very awkward. 

Furthermore League of Legends had added countless variables in order to ensure the game didn't revolve solely around numbers. Multiple skills were not targeted and could be cast on empty ground. 

Only with perfect mechanical skills could Chen Mu take advantage of his ability to calculate damage. 

"Tonight's training will focus on LeBlanc, the Deceiver. The host has to execute LeBlanc's WQRW combo in the shortest amount of time possible. The requirement is that the host's mimicked Sigil of Silence, which is his R, and the host's Sigil of Silence from his Q, hit the champion at the same time," the system issued Chen Mu his mission and objective for the night. 

Chen Mu did not say much, instead, he immediately activated the training simulation provided by the system, leveled the Deceiver up to level 6, turned off mana costs within the game, and began to carry out countless WQRW combos on a training dummy. 

The combo had very simple mechanics. However, for one to reach the speed expected by the system, it was no mean feat. For 15 whole minutes, with each time taking less than 3 seconds, Chen Mu had tried it 900 times before he received the notification that he had passed. 

Nevertheless, it was far from the end. Stage 2 of the training began.

"WQREW, a five button combo. The requirement is the same as the first training stage; before LeBlanc's E hits the training dummy's body, return to your original position to create an extra-long chain," the system issued the requirements for the next challenge.

This time, it took Chen Mu 10 minutes of practice. After over 600 repeated tries, Chen Mu began to feel his hands hurt. He quickly stretched them. 1500 instant combos, he feared that he would have to play 10 normal games. 

"Stage 3, W Deathfire Grasp QREW!

"Stage 4, W Deathfire Grasp QRE Ignite W." 

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By the time Chen Mu climbed into bed, his hands were extremely tired. He exercised his fingers a bit and then quickly went to bed. God d*mn, Leblanc has too many combos. With so many permutations and having to execute combos at such a terrifying speed. Do professional players have it this hard? 

During his training simulation, Chen Mu felt like he was at a factory assembly line sticking labels. Monotonous and repetitive. Chen Mu had secretly gone and worked in a factory during the summer break of his freshman year. What he did there was to stick labels. He was paid 2500 Yuan a month, but it was extremely boring. Within half a month, he was found out by his dad. His dad told him that if he did not come back, he would not take his medication. His mother was crying over the phone, and that's when he stopped. 

Knowing that Chen Mu was unwilling to stay at home and study, his dad thickened his skin and asked his former colleague to allow Chen My to go to the laboratory and conduct experiments over the summer break. He earned 1000 Yuan a month there. 

Chen Mu's dad told him that even if he wanted to work, he had to find a job that could teach him something. Even though working was a good thing, there was very little space for him to grow. The more valuable something was, the rarer it was. The income to growth rate of a position that anyone could fill was lower. 

Chen Mu thought that it was reasonable. Only 1 team could become the world champion, and that was why they were worth a million USD. 

What the training simulation taught Chen Mu was possibly one out of the millions of superhuman mechanical skills that could be used in the game. Other people were unable to practice the same way as Chen Mu at that time. Therefore, Chen Mu had a massive advantage. Hence, even though it was tough, he still had to continue. Whenever Chen Mu got tired, he would chant to himself, 'ten bucks, twenty bucks, thirty bucks…' That often gave him the motivation to train more. 

In the future, all of it would be used to help him make a living.